It’s ironic, isn’t it? The shorter the song, the more rhapsodic the review; the grittier the band, the more the write up becomes the literary equivalent of a Yes triple album.
Well, Kong, are pretty punky so I don’t propose to bore you unduly with anything more than a few choice, spittle-flecked words…
Music -> more thrash than punk – loud and nasty but still (somehow) technically able. Tight almost. Something like Fugazi.
Vocals -> Yep, Johnny Rotten-esque. Everything from the bored sneering to the pantomime screaming. Words harder to make out though.
Some Highlights…
‘Wet Your Knives’ – The musical equivalent of Drunken Monkey kung-fu, lurching all over the place –time-wise, note-wise – but all the while under control.
‘Gwant’ – The intro is a flurry of snare and tom, the sound of a drummer being pushed down a hill and managing to keep perfect time – the track launches into US punk-grunge orgasm.
‘Good Graphics’ – Punk stylophone played over violently malfunctioning computers. The Clangers on acid. R2D2 singing scat jazz.
‘Count to Nine’ – Rage against the Machine. Any machine.
Okay, that’s it, Punk-reviewing: four gobs of spit out of five. Thank you and God Save the Queen.
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